Where are my friends for drinks and hugs
where are the women who loved me so much
where are the nights of excess and glamour
where is the love that you professed
Where are the compliments, that Does the boss want?
Where are the jesters of alcohol nights
Where is my luck, where did I lose it?
Maybe I left it in a hotel room
I ran out of money and I am left hugging a tree
the memories have also left me
knowing that my glories have passed away
I have run out of money and grief is my cruel enemy
for so many lies
br/>like a dog licking the wound
and I stayed, that's how I stayed
I ran out of money
The money ran out, the friends ran out,
the friends ran out women, it's all over
The Throne of Mexico!!!Hello!!!
Where are the compliments, what does the boss want?
where are the alcoholic night jesters
where This is my luck, where I lost it
Maybe I left it in a hotel room
I ran out of money and I'm left hugging a tree
the memories have also left me
knowing that my glories have passed
I ran out of money and grief is my cruel enemy
for so many lies
like a dog licking the wound
and I stayed, that's how I stayed
I ran out of money

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